November 12, 2018
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. The theme for this week is love.
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A name poem about two kinds of love felt
simultaneously:
Eventually, we learn that love is as seasonal as
potatoes.
Long days of sunshine are followed by short, lusty
nights.
Long nights of easeful meditation are followed by
doleful, inconsequential days.
Even sex is squeezed by moon, sun, and stars into
potato pancakes and candy canes.
Nor do we know what tides pull on our kisses.
Way down deep below the senses is another sort of
love,
As equable as the bottom of the sea.
Yet its currents are more powerful than bullrushes,
More seductive than the fragrance of orange blossoms.
At noon it is not heated by the sun,
Nor is it chilled by the midnight mourner’s cries.
© by Nicholas Gordon
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This week’s theme: Love
11/12: Eventually, We Learn that Love Is as Seasonal as Potatoes
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